Monday, June 3, 2013

Breathing

Inhale.
Exhale. 

The most important thing you can teach yourself to do, is to breath.

Breathing is important because it gives nutrients to our bodies. It connects us to the outside world. It brings oxygen into the bloodstream to deliver to our organs so that our bodies can function. Breathing also releases waste products and toxins from our body. By breathing deeply, we become calm. By focusing on the breath, we become present and aware. Breathing keeps us alive and stabilizes our bodies. This is also why before we do something nerve racking, it is good to take a deep breath.

Teach yourself to breathe deeper. If you breathe deeper, your body will be more efficient, you will be more calm, and you will have more control over yourself.

The breath is also good for when you feel pain, physical or mental. Close your eyes, and breathe into any part off your body that has pain. Focus your energy on the pain because then more oxygen will be sent there, and then the pain will not feel so uncomfortable anymore. You will learn to embrace the pain, and not give up or give into it. Pain is how the body and the mind learns. If it is not embraced and dealt with, we will miss opportunities to learn.

Breathe and let the frustrations pass, for not all moments will be peaceful. 

Time is like Fire

A woman at the farmer's market in Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island gave me a slip of paper with this sentence on it. Time is like fire. I spend a lot of time in this market the summer of 2011 working for my grandparent's samosa stand.

Usually people throw this stuff away, but of course, being the pack-rat I am, I kept it. For a while, I had it above my desk and it became one of those things you forget about and then some days it catches your eyes and makes you think again. Time is like fire. 

Most mornings, I try to either in my head say will power to get out of bed, or not even allow myself to question staying in it. It helps me to start my day and remind me of how powerful my thoughts are. If we want to do something all we have to do is set our minds to it. Part of that is timing.

We are always waiting for ourselves to take a step. We always think we have time later to do it, but time is like fire. Don't let it all burn up until you really have no time left.

This is going to sound cheesy, but it is true. The time is now.

That slip of paper is now in my Zine about how STJDMS.


Beautiful Siblings

My siblings will forever be my best friends. Nothing will take that from us. Every struggle, we struggle together. We work together, and we will never give up. I love them with all my heart.

Michelle took care of all of us. She is each of our "favorite." Let me first say, I always wanted to be like Michelle, and I would steal all of her clothes and harass her the most. She hated my guts. It really wasn't until she went away for college that I started to find myself. I am glad I wanted to always be like Michelle. Even though I annoyed/still annoy her, she has never led me astray. She always followed her dream of fashion, and she works her ass off to be in that realm of the art world. I admire her talent and motivation. That girls knows what she wants. She has been inspiring to watch, and she still takes care of me through each and every one of my mistakes. Michelle is a leader, and she pulls me out of my impractical romantic side. Thank you for being there for me Michelle. I am proud to call you my sister.

Catherine is a special one. I am shameful to admit that I always was mean to Catherine. She never deserved it. Catherine has recently blossomed into a beautiful young woman. I cannot believe how much she has grown up. I have learned so much from her about being accepting of who we are, and that its okay to dress up and look nice and feel good about yourself inside and out. She has been through a lot of pain, and I admire her for her strength. Catherine knows what is right and what is wrong, and she is no hypocrite. She says what is on her mind, and she is straightforward (traits I never had). She should know that I really look up to her, and that she is a major reason why I pursue a positive lifestyle. I am proud to call you my sister.

Jason, for whom this blog is made, is my brother. I am so proud of you for starting to open up to the family. Each one of us has struggled to do so, and we still are learning how to. You are a talented, creative, and caring young man. The fact that you can pick anything up and being pro at it is incredible. You have the ability to light up a room with your smile and jokes. I am excited to watch you explore the world and what you are interested in. You have so much to share with the world, and I am excited to see you grow into a man. Remember to have faith and to see the beauty in the world. Once you do, nothing can stop you. Create goals, and never give up. Your endless love for burritos is insane, and even if you get fat from all of them we will still love you. I am proud to call you my brother.

Thank you for enduring my harassment. Watching you all grow up has been beautiful, and I cannot wait to see what our futures have in store for all of us. Love you guys always. All of our hearts beat as one.

Beautiful Parents

Even though my parents are divorced, my parents have stood as two inspirational individuals in my life.

My mother is a strong, independent, loving, and caring woman. We definitely have our rough moments where we more than bump heads, but that's because she is a Leo. Ha, well not just that, but it's because she wants me to be happy, successful, and honestly at the end of the day, she knows. She knows what is best for me because she loves me. I have learned how to take care of myself, and what it means to be strong from her. She does not let people step on her. She's also a fine looking lady, I might ad. Whatever she has gone through in her life to get her where she is now, I am proud of who she is today. She helps students, and best of all, she genuinely cares about their well-being. Even though we fight, I remember that both of us have our stubborn, frustrated side, and that's because we are anal and want things to work out for the better. In the end, I always remembers that she loves me, and I love her. I am so happy to call her my mother. I love spending time with her, and even though I do not show it, I have learned so much from her and I continue to. I love calling and talking to her. Her twenty minute voicemails are the best. She taught me how to be a woman (she still tells me to shave my legs and wear dresses),  and I want her to know how much I appreciate her teachings. I love you mom. 

My father is a loving, funny, intelligent, and patient man. He taught me that it is okay to be who I am. He taught me what it means to be patient, accepting, tolerant, and loving. All things that we do not learn in school. He allowed me to be creative and make a mess, and most obviously, to be my crazy self! He did not yell at me when I spilled my milk. My father has lost loved ones, but continues to keep going. Even through financial struggles, he kept going. I have never seen my father look weak, maybe its because he doesn't want to show it. Even if he did I would still see him as strong. I am proud to call him my father, and I look up to him as he pursues his creative endeavors of building his own company. I have learned so many traits from him. The only thing that I wish is that he would give himself some credit for all that he does. He deserves to be appreciated for his hard work as a father. He showed me how to enjoy the simple things, and that money has nothing to do with happiness. I love him, and I want him to know that I look up to him, and that his sayings always come up in my head. 
Go slow and you will go fast. 
If you don't have something nice to say, don't say it at all.
I need to check my emilk. 

My parents are so strong for dealing with four kids, and never giving up. They are motivated, persistent, and loving. They taught me what it means to have love for people, and even when I was difficult and argued with them, they never gave up on me. They stick by our sides through every mistake, which helped me to learn that mistakes are okay, and that everything will be okay in the end. I love them with all my heart. They taught me to dance, sing, and embrace life. 

STJDMS

STJDMS= Some Things Just Don't Make Sense

In 2010, I realized that no one could explain everything, and that honestly, some things just don't make sense in this world. Interactions. People. Change. Sometimes things happen for no reason at all, but I learned that we all have to accept that. We have to accept that things will happen in life that we have no idea were coming. I adopted this view, and I have taken steps to prepare myself for the things that won't make sense to me one day. I have accepted that the world is as it is, and things will happen as they should. I have the ability to make good things happen, and I will be strong enough to face the bad things. This blog is dedicated to my brother because as his sister, it is my job to teach him. To teach him about the beauty of life, and show him that even though there is nonsense in this world, sometimes the nonsense can teach us things that we would not have learned without it. Love you Jason.

Dedication

This blog is dedicated to my little brother, Jason. I am sorry I can't be there for you in person to guide you to grow up, but here I will teach you as much as I can.